wintry sky

“There’s nothing to this man called U.G.,”
he once said to me under a wintry sky in Gstaad, “
when he dies he will rot in the field like any garden slug or field mouse.  
You cannot use what he has said 
to bring about change in yourself or in the world.”

Mahesh Bhatt
from A Taste of Life
The Last Days of U.G. Krishnamurti

(Penguin Books India 2009)

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